I wake up Friday morning to banging on my door. I sigh. I never get a minute of peace in this house. I jump out of bed and swing the door open. Before me stands Dreion. My eyes open wide and my mouth falls agape. Before he can say anything I push past him and rush downstairs.
"Stella, what the fuck?!" I shout at her once I reach the living room where she's reading a book.
"What?" She answers.
"Your gonna just send anybody upstairs to come see me." By this time Dre has caught up to me and he was standing in the corner quietly.
"I remember seeing him at your house back in Detroit when i came to visit those couple of times. It's not like he is a random stranger."
My anger gets the best of me so I quickly turn away from Stella before I snap.
"What are you doing here Dre?" Recognizing my serious tone Stella gets up and walks upstairs.
"Don't front Kia. How can you up and leave without hitting me up?"
"I've been wanting to leave for the longest maybe if you payed attention to me for once instead of your hoes you would have known that."
"Don't say that shit to me bìtch."
"See this what I don't get. How you gonna come in here asking me why I left and then be disrespectful to me?"
"Control that mouth hoé. Just because you ain't in Detroit don't mean I can't check that aśś whenever I want to."
"Nah nigga I ain't gonna be that girl anymore. I'm not your punching bag. I'm not your Sex toy. And I'm defiantly not one of your hoes that you can disrespect whenever. Now leave." I reply as I point to the door.
"You really got some balls. L.A. Changed a bitch."
"Shut up. The only bitch here is you. You low down dirty piece of shit."
And that's when it happened. He punched me...hard. I fell. Everything passed before me. I hear him still cussing and screaming at me and I hear Stella's shouts as she stomps down the stairs. He hit me even after I promised myself that it was never gonna happen again.
Flashback:
" NO! I'm done Dre. You fucked up for the last time. How you gonna sleep with her?"
" I can sleep with whoever i want hoe. Mind your business."
"How are we in a relationship but your gonna sleep with other bitches and not even regret it!" I shout.
"I'm so tired of your mouth Kiana. Like damn shut up bro." He tries to walk away.
I grab his arm and push him back. He looks at my hand gripping his arm then he looks at me. And that's when I knew that I was the one who fucked up. He grabs me by my throat and throws me on the floor then he gets on top of me and beats the shit out of me until I pass out. It was just a regular Tuesday.
I told you guys I would try to get an update:). So I did. Your welcome. Stay tuned for more D-R-A-M-A. ❤️❤️❤️
Love, Liyah.
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FanfictionKiana Thomas is 19 years old. All she's ever known was the slumps of Detroit so when she gets the opportunity to explore best believe she's on it. Her chance finally comes when she decides to head to the land of dreams(Los Angeles) to pursue her DRE...